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The Raging End
01:05
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The Eyes are burning, there is fire in the sky
This is the end, this is the final wave
Like deadly roses we are falling into grave
I am the fire, I am the final day.
There's light inside my eyes, there's light.
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Live or Die
02:02
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It's not fair, that I'm not there
there's only doubt in my life
and in my head, there's nothing there
but the hell of my own mind
and I don't care if you don't care
my pure love, my goathead
and I don't have any friends
that could show me where I stand
and I don't stand.
and I don't feel.
and I don't kill, no suspicion
and I don't heal.
are you scum?
and are you fire?
that kill the light that controlled my life
controlled my life.
fire burns, and fire shouts
and you destroyed my life enough
and you are laughing, matter not to me.
to me.
fire burns, and fire kills
just hypnotize the soul within
for my head - there's my eyes
tonight
and mind is killed, rule everything
but fire, I control, my final day
came down to the earth, and it rains.
and it from the horizon to the top, like a medallion that I own.
Like Hermes used to write to the angels of the doubt.
and there is light, there is love, to your eyes that says it all.
and my hands' favorite words, they are but sin, when the love comes as bondage,
like a dagger to my throat, and a of black seeds
and my deeds,
they're in my head
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4. |
I See Thorns
03:25
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There's something to look for
in light
in pain
there are lies that circle through my head.
and I see thorns, in sky beds.
and I see thorns, in You.
there are lies to be circled
and there are lights to be saved
oh my grave is lies.
and I am a circle
and I have no faith.
and by light I conquer you.
and by faces I hang your soul.
and by light I conquer you
and by faces I paint your soul.
I see thorns, in bedsides.
I see thorns, in summer's sky
and I see thorns.
I see Thorns.
There are lies to be conquered
they crawl in circles
on the air
of my roof
of my bed
of my circling station.
and I see light, see thorns, I see night.
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I saw the light that covers his eyes.
I saw the light covers his eyes.
There is nothing in bones.
There is nothing in pain, to know.
My love is running down lies.
and the men of the town they buried my eyes.
I saw the light that covers this earth.
I saw the light that covers this earth.
I saw the light that rains.
I saw the whispering devils and bibles.
wearing ropes and ropes ropes going hand in hand
with billion lightbulbs
i saw peaceful sun covering their eyes.
and I knew something is wrong.
and I knew something is Right
I saw the light that covers his eyes.
I saw the light that covers this earth.
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6. |
Black Seed
03:46
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You know you want me dead
I say wait!
Without a love of mine.
A love to call my own.
As flowers say my name
is a secret
for you and me,
I find the key
you will find
my black seed
my black seed.
My black seed!
You know I find that true.
That life with you.
Has broke it all.
You know I find that true.
You know I find that true.
Black Seed!
You will find, you will find
In skies in fire
all that disappeared,
my love is
black eyes, black mind
night is peaceful,
with my darling
I used to be a vulture, used to be a ship that dock the port
I used to be a blade without the edge
I used to be a liar that lie in bed
I used to be a lighter, used to be a fighter
used to be everything that's dead
but it's all
my black (black...) seed.
Black seed!
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